Wednesday, May 18, 2011
silent mistake
whispering a rattling sound damaging your gear,
Constantly radiating a full blown screech
beckons a compelling wave disrupting your speech.
Part of you malfunctioned, half got disconnected,
baring your vulnerability, vincible, unadjusted.
You tried fixing it yourself, you don't know, you can't
you need guidelines message has been relayed but unsent.
Ignoring it's presumptuous presence you masked yourself,
shielding the manifestation of feebleness hiding in a narrow shelf.
Completely soaked and covered with rustic luminance
bursting like a hot gunpowder escaping from a steric hindrance.
Following a trail of leaves on the ground randomly scattered
secretly fondles your perplexed mind and broken binocular almost shattered.
Quickly you are surrounded with sheaths revolving in a circular motion
you stare, gaze, touch their presence, the feeling is just beyond description.
Unaware you started dancing under the fancy mysterious moonlight
watching every spark gradually spinning towards the gorgeous sight.
With a red rose attached perfectly, shading its leaf, falling smoothly
illuminating, emitting, an astounding scent, it's addicting don't be silly.
Awakened by a bland kiss of a regretful air begging for forgiveness.
Smothered by the massive blow ignoring the sorrow of truthfulness.
The sharpness of shear produced by the whisper is still hard to take,
but you cannot help, but reveal your unintentional silent mistake.
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
crush
Thursday, September 2, 2010
make it go away
"Lie still, lie still, my breaking heart; My silent heart, lie still, and break: Life, and the world, and mine own self, are changed for a dream's sake..." -Christina Rossetti (1830-1894)
Have you ever let a passion die? Have you ever been so disheartened, so discouraged and so scarred that you let go of a dream...and you thought it was not worth your time...it was not worth your tears?
People are often afraid to stray too far from the sidewalk (as that Kelly Clarkson song goes) because they have been so hurt to the point of numbness...they've seen it happen right before their very eyes...they've felt it happen right to the very marrow of their bones...like someone just liberally ripped their souls out like it was not worth anything...
So, they give up the passion, they refuse to feel too much for what they used to believe in...they put out the fire...and now there's nothing burning inside of them...
and they settle...settle for something safe...something steady...something that's not at all shaky...
Who could blame them...?
It's an act of self-preservation...to salvage whatever's left of their dignity...to redeem whatever little they have left in their sanity...
They would be numb for a long while...they would forget how it feels to hold a torch for something they strongly care about and believe in...
and then it happens...
someone comes and reminds them... and they instantly remember... like they were waking up from a coma...their memories of old coming back to life and suddenly they can't breathe...
They ask why... they beat themselves up, unforgivingly punishing and tormenting themselves for the big mistake of...settling for less...and letting go of the dream...and not believing it can still happen and that it is just around...lurking...waiting for the perfect time to find them and be found...
and now, it's too late...
In the stillness of life's ocean...there are tiny waves that remind us that there's something bigger than us, waiting to be unravelled, creeping from under the waters...undercurrents...waiting to sweep us off to places we've never been...
But when it finally comes, the question is are you willing and free to be taken by the waves?
Or are you strapped to a life vest?...
safe...breathing...living...yet not alive...
you refuse to think about it and a tiny voice inside you silently screams to no end...
"make it go away.."
and it doesn't.
*kelly has really been my inspiration ever since, good job with this ^_^
Wednesday, September 1, 2010
are you kidding me?
"are you kidding me?"
question that should be asked directly to those who don't realize your worth,
those that say how nice you look, how good you are and how they adore you,
sometimes you always bear in mind that these people will always be there for you
but are you sure, are you right, then think about it twice..
they treat you lunch, snacks and dinner,
they even surprise you with something you least expect to be given to,
you just can't help your self saying "are you for real?" "is that for me?"
"are you really doing that to make me happy?"
"or you're just forcing yourself not to hurt me even all the while,
you have gotten sicked of me?" cool right?
stupid as it might sound but DUH, it's a fact..
they say they like you and whisper "i miss you"
they give their warmth and loud hug
but can you hear it's meaningful sound?
sometimes they cry to make you feel it's your fault.
you will be sorry, you will kneel down and get all the blame you don't even deserve
then it'll be okay, soon it'll be like it again,
it sounds cyclical as it might be but that's how it is..
how lame it could be if you have shared your precious eon
and suddenly, randomly thin air grabs it out from nowhere..
it sucks coz you don't wanna waste it, you're saving, making the most out of it,
but then it got stolen, they stole it from you, you were forced to give it, darn it!
you would want to utter that simple question..
you would want to practically slap it directly to their face..
you would want to shout it out loud for them to notice..
but what did you do? nothing, you just kept silent, poker face.
so now, are you freakin kidding me?
don't explain yourself coz it's just going to be silly..
gosh darn it, lame excuses and bad acting won't help you,
you grew tired of it, you hate it, that's too much!
so are you kidding me?
what if they say yes? how are you gonna react?!
are you gonna get mad, happy, or jump and leap forward?
are you gonna be freaky, get crazy and act wild like a mad cow?
yes, absolutely yes, they gotta be kidding you,
isn't too obvious, react, please just react..
what a waste of effort, bubbles popping out
cheese melting down, balloons flying away..
and you can't even know what to say.
are you kidding me?
then screw you.,
Thursday, May 20, 2010
forget it
can become a random mismatch..
you just can't hide your emotions
you feel shy, you feel uncomfortable
after hearing that you are so desirable
you don't want to believe it..
you always think about it..
trying to go with the flow is what you do
probably because you just want that person to drool over you
good job you might think it could be a mystery
too bad you miscalculated making you feel sorry..
you barely just don't understand
the real purpose of his take and stand..
you just have to humbly accept it
but never ever in your entire life forget it..
Sunday, May 16, 2010
nice try
you should have kept it hidden
so that it can be easily forgotten..
this simple careless playful crazy whisper,
spreading all through out the interior creating a blister..
you intentionally popped the bloated portion,
making a sudden bursting sound revealing a notion..
they were all ears silently listening to the shocking sound
absorbing intricate details, little by little creating a mound..
you really have to admit how vocal you are when it comes to that
telling everybody, making them experience smashing a ball with a bat!
sometimes you have to blame yourself, sometimes you have to take it
because what you see, how you feel will be divulged and unfolded bit by bit..
you never expected, never even see it coming so quickly
because you thought it was a bit corny and shouldn't be stated briefly..
you were surprised, shocked, nervous didn't even know what to say, how to react
you were caught off guard, handcuffed by the ambiance trying to escape and retract..
after witnessing cheesy moments, awkwardness dropped by, waving its hands and saying hi..
you were still in the state of being overwhelmed by what you heard which you think might be a lie..
since you didn't even get the real purpose and intention of the splash that was uttered randomly
but studying the actions and looking through the hour glass helped you comprehend the thoughts clearly..
looking at the subject will make you feel bogus about the chronicles and escapades you were told to pay heed to
it's quite deceiving but the total manifestation of the verity naturally comes out trying to boob you..
that's why you felt lonely, you felt sad because every time you think of that it just makes you wanna cry
it would be better if you should have refrained yourself from shouting it all out loud, you got me there, nice try..